Chapter 215 Ensuring Her Safety The disdain is evident in Gavynâs words!
Sebastian felt deeply humiliated, but upon seeing Gavynâs chillingly cold expression and his sharp, venomous gaze, he barely opened his mouth, not daring to say anything more.
Freya looked at him with a mix of frustration and disappointment, realizing that she had to do it herself!
âMr. Delacruz, this foolish fellow made a mistake, and Iâve already taught him a lesson. I hope you can consider the difficulties our family faces and show some leniency, letting our small company off the hook.â
Freyaâs attitude was indeed sincere and genuine, but it was clear that she wasnât the one who made the mistake, yet she had to bear the responsibility.
Gavyn didnât give a direct answer, but instead said, âWhat you should be considering now is finding a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.â
Freya was taken aback, âWhat do you mean by that...?â
Recalling the time when his father had an affair, Haleigh was devastated, and the family was on the verge of falling apart.
Gavynâs face turned cold as frost.
âClaims that heâs just fooling around and will eventually return home are all lies. Once it happens, there will be a second time.
Once unfaithful, forever untrustworthy. In the end, such a person will only drag you down and bring you misfortune and trouble.
Itâs better to divorce sooner rather than later.â
Gavyn couldnât help but express his feelings, so he spoke a few more words.
Freya clearly froze, seemingly struck by some inspiration, and muttered to herself, âOnce unfaithful, forever useless... right?â
This time, it was Sebastianâs turn to become restless.
He absolutely cannot afford to lose the support of his wifeâs family!
He suddenly stood up straight, his face pale with urgency, and said to Gavyn, âItâs one thing if you wonât let us go, but how could you try to sow discord between my wife and me!â
Gavyn looked at him coldly, striking right to the heart of the matter, âIf you donât want others to know, then donât do it yourself.
Everyone has their limits when it comes to patience. You must have often deceived your wife like this, havenât you?â
Sebastian was indeed caught off guard, at a loss for words, his face turning red and then pale in his anxiety.
â....
Gavyn didnât bother arguing with him any further. He pulled open a drawer, took out a file, and tossed the data report on it over.
âThis is a record of the money youâve spent on your mistresses while you were away. It includes every person, every transaction, along with detailed information on the time and location.â
He motioned to Freya. âSee for yourself.â
Freyaâs pupils trembled intensely as she read the clear and detailed information on every expense, including the time and place.
It matched all her suspicions and was accompanied by irrefutable photos.
In fact, Sebastian had more than one mistress. Sally was just one of them, and there were even others, like the fourth, fifth, and sixth...!
âDamn it!â
The thought of herself managing everything at home while Sebastian was out partying and drinking, and even showing no remorse after getting into trouble, made Freya both angry and hurt. In a fit of rage, she slapped Sebastian across the face!
âCan you really face me?â
The evidence was irrefutable, and Sebastian panicked. He quickly grabbed Freyaâs hand and pleaded, âDarling, Darling, please believe me. I was just momentarily confused; it was them who seduced me first!â
At this point, Freya would no longer listen to his nonsense. She fiercely punched Sebastian right in the nose, causing him to let out a painful howl!
Lloyd really wanted to laugh, but it wouldnât be appropriate, so he could only tightly press his lips together.
Freya grabbed Sebastianâs ear and bowed to Gavyn in gratitude, âMr. Delacruz, Iâm sorry for the trouble. Thank you for telling me, otherwise, I would still be in the dark. As for this one... Iâll make sure to deal with him properly when we get back!â
After saying that, he angrily stormed out, dragging Sebastian along with him.
Lloyd followed and saw Sebastian still crying, âDarling, Darling, at least think about our child!â
Slap!
Freya slapped him again, âHow dare you even mention it! Did you ever think about our child when you were out partying and drinking? Iâm determined to get a divorce, and Iâll have the child and the house!â
Upon hearing this, Sebastian was almost breathless. He knelt on the ground, crying bitterly as he clung to Freyaâs thigh, âDarling, you canât be so cruel to me. Our child needs a father!â
âGet lost!â
Freya finally saw his true colors, âYouâre always out and about, never at home. It makes no difference whether youâre here or not, just get lost!â
After saying that, he kicked him away with one foot.
Lloyd witnessed this farce and couldnât help but sigh repeatedly in his heart.
Gavynâs insight into human nature was also sharp. With just a few words, he ended this.
unnecessary marriage, which was nothing less than saving Freya from a sea of suffering.
Back in the study, Lloyd said, âMr. Delacruz, Mrs. Coop has already decided to get a divorce.â
It is undeniable, Gavyn.
That woman was not foolish; she understood things quickly, so he only said that much.
Lloyd recalled the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy and couldnât help but mention it. âMr. Delacruz, seeing how Sebastian is, Iâm afraid he might hold a grudge. Iâm worried that if he canât find you, he might go after Ms. Koch...â
Gavyn suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing.
âKeep a close eye on him and make sure to protect Aylin!â
The night was cool as water, with moonlight streaming in through the window, casting a gentle, silvery glow on the womanâs face, as smooth and radiant as white jade.
Aylin tossed and turned on the large bed, her delicate and exquisite eyebrows slightly furrowed.
She slept very restlessly.
When sheâs under a lot of stress, her sleep becomes shallow and sheâs prone to having many dreams. In a hazy, surreal dream, she suddenly sees a familiar face.
That was Gavynâs handsome and dashing profile. Aylin, in her dream, was captivated by his striking facial features and couldnât help but stare at him in a daze.
Gavyn noticed her burning gaze and didnât appreciate being scrutinized like that. With a furrowed brow and a cold voice laced with frost, he said, âDonât look at me like that!â
Aylin was taken aback by the fierce tone.
Many fragmented images flashed through her mind, all of them showing his profile against different backgrounds. In the three years since they got married, she loved looking at Gavynâs side profile the most, often losing herself in thought as she gazed at him.
The fragmented dreams passed by too quickly, and then, suddenly, everything around me began to spin, becoming incredibly blurry.
By the time she could see clearly again, Gavynâs profile seemed to have transformed into another manâs face. Equally handsome and peerless, but shrouded in a thin layer of mist, his features were indiscernible.
She couldnât recognize who the other person was.
It seemed like they were in a study. The manâs slender fingers danced across the keyboard, and his gentle, patient voice reached her ears, âAyl, do you see? This way, we can modify the underlying code without leaving a trace...â